Since I Became a Woman, I’ll Do Cosplay - Chapter 88
Arin invited Hayoon to come over to her place.
Well, after having set up and done everything at Seohyun’s house, there was no reason not to go to Arin’s.
Hayoon nodded her head in agreement, and after a brief moment of contemplation, she spoke up.
“Anyway, what will we do when I come over?”
“Hmm…”
It was a reasonable question.
Indeed, considering Hayoon wasn’t quite sure what high school girls did when visiting each other’s homes, and Arin, who had almost no experience inviting friends over, was in the same boat.
Nevertheless, Arin had thought of something they could do together with Hayoon.
“Let’s play some games.”
“Games?”
“Yeah, like, put one on like you’re watching a movie, and we’ll munch on some snacks.”
Hayoon, who had directly written, proofread, and interacted with the audience to craft the storylines for “Cosplayholic,” had them deeply engraved in her mind. But Arin, being purely the art director, wasn’t into that.
Of course, watching a story you wrote yourself tends to lose some excitement.
There should have been some level of understanding from Hayoon, but…
“Alright, that sounds fine.”
Hayoon accepted the proposal without much comment.
The reason was simple.
‘Well, I am curious, after all.’
Though she admitted that writing the story herself could diminish the fun, Hayoon had yet to properly see the final results, just like everyone else.
During the early editing stages, she had fine-tuned the details, but programming remained Jin Ho’s territory entirely.
Not wanting to pile on the pressure, she had merely outlined the structure and left it to him, so it was only natural that she wanted to experience the completed product.
“Then, how about we meet after lunch around 1 PM? I’ve estimated the playtime to be around six hours, so if we skip through most of it, we should see the ending by evening.”
“Yeah, since we do have the playtime details, you might want to come a bit earlier. I’ll send you the address later, but give me a call once you start coming over—I need to prepare too.”
“Sure.”
With that, Hayoon agreed and, wanting to rest a bit today, bid farewell, heading toward the bus stop.
For another reason, Hayoon had felt full but not overly stuffed.
Not like Do Jin Ho, but just very full, as she had eaten quite a lot. Hayoon had a relatively small appetite, after all.
“Kept ordering more meat even though I was full…”
The problem wasn’t just Hayoon’s small appetite; Park Geon-su had ordered too much meat enthusiastically.
Certainly, she didn’t dislike meat, but…
Thanks to that, today had indeed turned into an overeating session.
“Let’s walk a bit and catch the bus.”
As a way to aid digestion and do a bit of exercise, Hayoon began to stroll through the city center.
She had planned to announce a day off from broadcasting once she returned home.
“After all, I’ll probably be at my senior’s place until at least 7 PM, so I won’t be able to broadcast anyway.”
No, it wasn’t just that.
“Maybe they’ll even ask me to stay for dinner.”
It was entirely possible that the sentiment of Korean hospitality would kick in, and Seohyun’s parents, upon seeing their daughter’s visiting friend, might not send her off with an empty stomach.
Remembering how Seohyun’s mother had acted, Hayoon thought it more likely than not.
Thus, while walking home, she decided to buy some snacks for tomorrow, just in case.
#
A single night passed in the blink of an eye.
Hayoon had broadcasted the previous night too, and since the broadcasts ended around midnight, she knew she had to quickly switch to getting ready to go to Arin’s by 1 PM.
“Anyway, we’re going to be eating snacks there, so I’ll just eat something light.”
She decided to use the spaghetti noodles and sauce lying around the house.
To compensate for the lack of topping, she opened a can of ham, diced it finely, and added it while cooking the pre-cooked noodles. Once the correct amount of noodles and water were boiled off, she added the sauce, brought it back to a boil, and threw in the diced ham.
“Mmm, it’s a stable taste.”
Prepackaged noodles.
Prepackaged sauce.
Prepackaged ham.
A prepackaged spaghetti taste was ready, one that reminded her of instant meals from convenience stores. She managed to eat a bowl without too much resistance.
“Haa, that settles.”
After finishing her meal, she decided to take a quick shower and head back to her room.
“Hmm…”
-Swiggle.
“Ugh…”
-Swiggle.
With every step, the fatty bulges seemed to make their presence known.
Her developing physique had been remarkable; lowercase ‘c’ had now become capital ‘C.’
By comparing herself without clothes, she believed she could even rival Arin.
Thinking she could now genuinely feel the weight of her chest…
“Surely I won’t grow to Z-cup size, will I…?”
ABCDEF…
And if that progression continued, a well-developed Z-cup wasn’t impossible!
As if reading her thoughts, a status window appeared.
-That’s a bit…
“Ah, is that not right?”
-Well, there is a limit, honestly.
The status window disappeared after a brief explanation, and Hayoon returned to her room to change clothes.
Since she had worn pants last time going to Seohyun’s, she decided to wear a tennis skirt today.
On top of that, she put on a tight white tube top that revealed her collarbone and navel, finished with a cropped cardigan that ended around her chest.
“Perfect.”
The literal doll-like outfit was complete.
Absolutely stunning, in Hayoon’s opinion.
For her, styling herself was the ultimate form of entertainment.
When one possesses the ultimate mannequin and can dress it at will without worrying about expenses, who wouldn’t enjoy it?
“Ah, right, I should bring a bag too.”
She slung on a small crossbody bag containing her phone and wallet, placing the strap so that it nestled in between her br*asts.
“Hehehe…”
The kind of slightly perverted and realistic female illustrations she once admired as a fan had now become her reality.
Mirror herself smiling back at her, feeling every bit as seductive as those images.
“Ha, if this continues, I might end up living alone my whole life, huh?”
Feeling a bit peppy, she let out a hollow laugh, muttering such thoughts.
No, wasn’t it true?
Hayoon had increasingly thought that being beautiful enough to satisfy oneself by just looking in the mirror would be enough for a lifetime.
As her brief daydream faded,
“It’s time to really go.”
Checking that time was beginning to run tight, Hayoon called Arin while leaving the house.
#
She arrived at Arin’s house.
Thinking it would be far since it was in a different direction from her school route, it turned out that only different bus routes separated them.
In fact, from Hayoon’s place to Arin’s and vice versa, it only took about 20 minutes.
If the bus schedule and traffic were good, she could arrive in 15 minutes.
“Here I am~”
Finally reaching Arin’s front door, Hayoon pressed the doorbell and waved while greeting.
Coincidentally, the door creaked open, revealing Arin in a silk pajama set.
“Didn’t expect you to be this close, right? How long has it been since I called? You came pretty quick.”
Hayoon greeted as usual, but as Arin observed her, her expression changed.
“What’s with this outfit? Did you dress for someone else?”
Arin practically yanked Hayoon inside and began to pull her tube top down, worried someone else might see her exposed navel.
“Uh, but then my chest…”
“Ahhh, I’m gonna d*e!”
“Why are you acting like this?”
“Because my parents don’t like this kind of clothing, okay? They might berate you for hanging out with someone like this.”
Now it was clear—the problem wasn’t Arin herself, but her parents.
Hayoon quickly understood the situation. If the parents were conservative, she could simply bow deeply to hide her navel.
“Hey, we have a visitor?”
“Hello, nice to meet you!”
Arin’s mother appeared at the doorway, and Hayoon quickly bent her head to bow, hiding her navel.
The situation now clear.
“Alright, have fun.”
Her simple trick worked, and the mother returned to the kitchen without suspicion.
“Phew, lucky my room is right next to the entrance.”
With Arin covering her navel, they moved into her room. The moment the door closed, Arin returned her gaze to Hayoon.
“…”
No words came from her mouth.
Recently, Hayoon and Arin had only met in school uniforms.
Was that why?
Today, wearing casual clothes that accentuated her chest, Hayoon looked entirely different, and the effect of the crossbody bag only enhanced it.
“You’ve gotten… bigger?”
Unable to resist, Arin’s hand moved toward Hayoon’s chest.
Naturally cupping the lower part of Hayoon’s breast, her fingers sank in slightly, leaving Arin speechless as she marveled at how much they had grown in just a few months.
Hayoon, however, thinking,
‘I’ll get a touch in later.’
Watching Arin unable to take her eyes off her chest, she calmly entered the countdown while licking her lips. Thanks to Seohyun, she couldn’t just sit back and take it anymore.
It seemed Hayoon’s hands would also find their way onto Arin today.